I am extremely thankful that I didn’t overdo it yesterday.

Well, not as much as I have done in the past.

Anyway, the week is almost up and I go back to the grind on Monday but it has been a lovely time off, each day warmed by firewood provided by Mr B and Midwest Chick, who helped us fill our woodpile the last two years. Each time I go out to the woodpile I appreciate their contribution, and I look forward to having lower heating bills this winter because of it.

There’s little on earth that I enjoy more than sitting in front of a fire, unless it’s smelling the burning of the hardwood. When we were in Africa, burning the native exotics had a specific and distinctive smell, and I sometimes put my hands on some scraps of that wood I can use just to remember it.

Partner shared our dinner with us yesterday, and it was fine to have him here, we had PIE and watched old PBS mystery programs ( we’re both big fans of Wallender and Inspector Lewis).

And now I’m pointedly not shopping. Hope the rest of you are also that smart.